El Amor de Iris Yolanda

Inspired by Flowerbomb (Viktor & Rolf)

30 ml / 1 fl oz – Travel Size Extrait de Parfum – 50% Oil-Based – Ultra Long-Lasting

Recommended Seasons: 🌸 Spring, 🍁 Fall, ❄️ Winter

Recommended Occasions: Church service, family gatherings, anniversaries, weddings, or quiet moments of reflection... whenever softness must be paired with silent strength.

Scent Profile

El Amor de Iris Yolanda is not just a fragrance... it is a sacred floral hymn for the kind of woman whose love changes generations. It opens with a delicate burst of freesia and jasmine, bright as a prayer whispered through pain... fragile, yet radiant. These florals do not shout. They rise, like incense from a soul that has suffered beautifully. The heart reveals a warm rose tea accord blended with soft orchid... a quiet strength that reflects the sacred mercy of a woman who forgives more than she is ever given. In the drydown, gentle patchouli, soft musk, and a lingering warmth of vanilla and benzoin settle like a kiss on the forehead... comforting, healing, and eternal. This is the part that stays… like a memory, like a prayer, like a mother’s love. This fragrance is grace woven into scent. It is for the women the world overlooks... the silent saints, the warrior mothers, the last to eat and first to pray. Inspired by Iris... my mother... whose life has been a series of storms and still, she shines. She has lived a life laced with sorrow, never more than one breath away from the next affliction, and yet... she greets the world with a grace that humbles the heavens. Born into poverty, raised without a perfect father's hand, chained for decades to someone who never deserved her, and now weakened by Parkinson’s, down to frail pounds and assisted steps… and still, she smiles. She prays for others while pain wraps around her bones. She offers warmth to those who’ve only ever brought her cold. In a world that so often forgets women like her, she remembers everyone... feeding strangers from an empty pantry, loving the unlovable, forgiving the undeserving. Her love is not loud... it is sacred. Holy. A living echo of the Virgin Mary... suffering with beauty, speaking with wisdom, loving with mercy. She is my first home, my truest example of Christ, and everything good the world sees in me is a reflection of her. She has not just done enough... she has done the impossible. She has mothered me into the man I am becoming, and if this fragrance dares to bear her name, may it carry even an ounce of her softness and her strength. For she does not demand space... she blesses it. She does not raise her voice... she raises you. She does not live to be remembered... and yet, you will never forget her. To wear this fragrance is to walk with reverence. To gift it is to pass down wisdom. To name it after her is not enough… but it is the beginning of giving her her flowers.

Let this be the scent of sanctified survival... El Amor de Iris Yolanda.